On the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring, a big war is in full swing.

This is a battle that takes place between a Hyakki Night Boat and a Fufeng Ghost Wolf Ship.

Thousands of ghosts were entangled and chaotic, and everywhere there was the howling of bleak wind and ghosts, and the yin wind was gusting and lifeless.

And in the yellow spring water in the center of these ghosts, a Reaper soldier is floating and sinking in the water, constantly changing its shape. One moment it turned into a scythe, and the next it turned into a huge mourning nail.

The ghost pawns are fighting for me, and the Reaper soldier is constantly changing its master.

It's just that none of the ghosts can hold it for more than a second.

Despite this, all the ghost pawns are still pouring up one after another, and the ghost generals from all walks of life are even more likely to cast underworld spells together and kill each other with all their might.

Even in the sky, there are two ghosts fighting one by one.

"Tielu, the hook is mine, you don't want to snatch it!"

A Yaksha shouted loudly, and it was Morosh.

His blue-gray body was as hard as steel, and the steel fork in his hand emitted a majestic force, smashing down towards the ghost master on the opposite side.

The ghost master who fought against him was an iron-armored corpse that had been cultivated for thousands of years, and had cultivated to the point of being naked, his whole body was stronger than gold and iron, coming and going like flying, and he was not afraid of Morosh's steel fork at all, and he directly resisted with a body of copper skin and iron bones. The action is like the wind, the claws are poisonous, and they howl from time to time when attacking.

The Yaksha clan has always been characterized by physical strength in the underworld, and the ironclad corpse is also known for its copper skin and iron bones, so once the two guys face each other, it will be a hard-fought battle. I saw the two sides coming and going, and every move and style was full of wild energy.

Seeing that he couldn't take the thousand-year-old armor corpse for a while, Namorosh gradually felt impatient in his heart, and suddenly shouted, and grabbed it with his big hand, and saw that in the sky above the four fields, the black fog was spreading, sweeping towards the center of the battle, and there were faint purple lightning rays jumping in the black fog.

This black mist continued to condense, and the purple electricity inside became more and more numerous, and thicker and thicker.

Eventually, the black mist condensed into a large black ball, and the purple lightning had formed a huge prison of light.

Morosh had already screamed: "Purple Electrocution Hell, Lei Wei is invincible, kill me!"

Although the Yaksha is known for their physical strength, it does not mean that they cannot save spells. As nobles of the underworld, their biggest characteristic is that they can practice just like humans.

I saw that the huge ball of purple lightning had turned into endless electric light and fell towards the thousand-year-old armor corpse.

Seeing this ferocious purple lightning, the thousand-year-old armor corpse roared into the air, and in the violent roar, there was also a huge wave of power in the body, such as a substantial condensation around the body, and then the thousand-year-old armor corpse lifted its arms, and it had wrapped up this condensed force tide and greeted the purple lightning in the sky.

Rumble!

A ferocious collision erupted between heaven and earth.

The purple lightning that fell on the body of the thousand-year-old armor corpse was blasted apart by him with his fists, scattered, and shattered!

This armored corpse is like a roaring giant, fearless in the face of the awe-inspiring sky.

However, no matter how strong he was, the purple lightning in the sky seemed to fall endlessly. The armor corpse gradually exhausted its strength under the continuous bombardment, and its resistance began to be weak. The electric light no longer disintegrated, and fell on the body of the thousand-year-old armor corpse one by one, and Rao is armor corpse's body was strong, and it was also blown up and down the whole body continued to collapse. The originally indestructible and tough body gradually fell apart, and the wild roar became muffled.

Morosh continued to bombard politely, casting this spell made his mana consumption a lot, and his face was already pale, but the excitement of victory seriously stimulated him.

He laughed maniacally and shouted, "Die, die, give me all death!"

I saw that the purple electric light suddenly dispersed, no longer just targeting the armored corpse, but encompassing all the hostile ghosts in the area.

Where could the demons resist such a forceful method as Morosh, and they died one after another.

In the end, the battle was won by Morosh.

Looking at the hook in his hand, Morosh couldn't help but let out a smug laugh.

At this moment, a voice came slowly: "Congratulations to the fifth brother, you have another Death Soldier." ”

Morosh's heart tightened, and he suddenly looked towards the sky, and saw Tang Zheng standing in the air in the distance, looking at him with a smile on his face. It's just a smile under his Yaksha image, how hideous it looks.

Seeing "Morozhi" suddenly appear, Morosh shuddered suddenly.

At that moment, he sensitively sensed the slightest bit of evil.

Morosh said in a deep voice: "Morozhi, do you want to rob me of the treasure? According to the rules, this hook is already mine, and I have officially collected it, so you can't interfere with it again." ”

As he spoke, he pribed his forehead and brought out a drop of blood, which he shook off below.

I saw that the hook suddenly released a blood-colored brilliance.

Then I saw that the ghost pawn who had been holding the hook suddenly let out a miserable scream, and fell on the deck and kept twitching.

As it twitched, a large cloud of white smoke came out of the ghost's body, and in the smoke, the ghost's body could be seen constantly writhing, emitting strange ripples, and gradually changing into a dog-headed Deadpool.

It turns out that's how Deadpool came about.

The dog-headed Deadpool appeared and stood up again, standing behind Morosh with the Scythe in his hand, officially representing its position.

Seeing that this step was completed, Morosh also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. In fact, he could have been interrupted by the hook just now, if that was the case, theoretically the hook was not his, and Mo Luozhi could indeed snatch it. But now that the Reaper has recognized his master, according to the rules, Morozhi can't make a move.

Morosh laughed and said, "It's not yours anymore, don't leave quickly!"

Tang Zheng tilted his head: "Did I say that I came here to rob the Death God Soldier?"

Morosh looked at Tang Zheng for a moment, "Then what do you want?"

Tang Zheng said in a rambling voice: "What else can it be...... Nature is your life!"

When the words fell, Tang Zheng had already raised the evil seal and pressed it down in the air.

As soon as the Evil Seal with divine power was cast, that vast aura descended from the sky, instantly suppressing the group of ghosts to scream.

Morosh exclaimed, "How is that possible?"

No matter how hostile they were to each other, he and Mo Luo Zhi were brothers, and they both knew each other's details, how could Mo Luo Zhi send out this kind of divine attack energy with a special restraint on the ghost clan?

At the same time as the shock, the terrifying blow from Tang Zheng had fallen wildly, and with the slap of a handprint, the ghosts below were caught off guard, and they were almost killed with one blow.

Especially since they had just experienced a battle before, and now their strength has been greatly reduced, their mana is not enough, and even their formations have become scattered.

Low-level ghost pawns can't form a war, that is, they can't give full play to the advantages of quantitative change into qualitative change, and they are destined to be swept away.

Tang Zheng made a move at the right time, killing three of Morosh's ghost pawns in just an instant, and even the ghost generals died several times, and the casualties were shocking.

"Kill him!" shouted Morosh.

The three Deadpools and the rest of the demons have rushed out together.

However, they were greeted by Tang Zheng who rushed out of the black fog, and the three ghost kings faced the three Deadpools at the same time.

Morosh was horrified when he saw that Tang Zheng's boat was actually fully staffed, and he didn't have time to think about why this was happening, so he shouted and handed out the steel fork, and a strong air flow gushed out from the steel fork, stabbing Tang Zheng directly.

With its ghost king-level strength, it would be difficult to deal with the Tang Tribulation.

But at that moment, in the face of Morosh's attack, Tang Zheng muttered, "Demon Slaying Fist!"

Punch out!

The catalogue of the Emperor of War, which had been hidden by the Tang Dynasty, finally reappeared at this moment, but it was different.

As Tang Zai's punch came out, he saw a storm on his fist, and a dragon-shaped energy swept out of his fist, roaring out of Tang Zai's body and facing Morosh's steel fork.

The furious dragon roared, and Morosh was horrified to find that the attack he had unleashed with all his might had been crushed to nothing by the punch. Not only that, but that terrifying force roared down his steel fork and crushed him.

"Whew!" Morosh shouted, mobilizing the strength of his whole body to resist.

The Demon Slaying Fist fell straight down and smashed into Morosh's body, like mountains and rivers, crushing his whole body, and then opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood. But Morosh shook his body a few times, but he still held on. It's just that the face is like pale gold, and it looks ugly, as if it is about to fall down in the next moment.

Tang Zai smiled: "Yes, it's a pity." ”

He blew.

A gust of wind blew in the sky.

The wind was not strong, but it fell on Morosh, and his face changed so suddenly that he fell to his knees.

It turned out that resisting Tang Zheng's punch just now had already stimulated all his strength, but at this moment, he couldn't hold it anymore with just a light.

In fact, with its strength, it would not have been defeated by Tang Zheng with a single Demon Destroying Fist. But his previous battle with the thousand-year-old zombies, the power consumption was too great, and the follow-up was powerless, and in the face of the Demon Destroying Fist that Tang Zheng blasted out with all his might, it would naturally be difficult to support. Otherwise, Tang Zhengbang's punch himself will not be light, if he is allowed to survive, he is afraid that the deer will die, and it is not known who will kill him.

At this moment, looking at the Heavenly Tribulation, Morosh was shocked and angry, and shouted, "You are not my brother!"

He finally reacted.

It is impossible for Morozhi to use this method, so the only explanation is that the other party is not Morozhi.

"Finally understood. Tang Zheng smiled and said, "Speaking of which, all of this is because of you." ”

As he spoke, he lifted it, and the Yaksha skin had receded, revealing the face of Tang Tribulation, as well as the familiar human breath.

"It's you......" Hearing Tang Zheng's words, and then feeling the familiar aura, Morosh suddenly understood.

The person in front of him is clearly the human who he noticed but couldn't find at the beginning!

At that moment, he fully understood, Mo Luo Zhi couldn't chase and kill, but was killed by him, and then the other party actually pretended to be Mo Luo Zhi and mixed in!

What a bold man, such a cunning method!

Morosh shouted with all his might, "What are you looking at? He's human, human!"

But there is no ghost physical him.

On the Hundred Ghost Night Boat of Tang Tribulation, all the ghosts had already been controlled by him with psychic grass, and he was absolutely loyal to himself.

"Don't waste any more energy. Tang Zheng said leisurely: "I'll send you to see your brother." ”

With a swipe of his hand, a sword-like aura slashed out.